Chapter 41 Chapter 41: Nine Cang Crying Blood

Thunder billowed in the pitch-black sky, and the north wind whistled and howled like a mad beast. Layers of black clouds almost pressed down on the ground, flying sand and rocks, eyes open like blind.The current patriarch of the Meng clan, the Iron-Blooded Soldier in charge of mobilizing the empire's troops and horses, continued to say in a deep voice without changing his face: "Your Majesty Yan, please examine the criminals." A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, and the black flags in the arena fluttered against the wind, hunting like fire, and the golden dragon danced its claws ferociously, as if it wanted to break through the flags and fly out.The young man clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, his face was pale and purple, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if a sky-high fire was spreading in his chest.All of a sudden, Yan Xun shouted angrily, his figure instantly resembled a leopard rising up, punched an imperial soldier, and grabbed a sword in an instant, the sword was like a flying rainbow, and it rushed out like a mad tiger The crowd slashed angrily towards the Jiuyou High Platform.

There was a burst of exclamation, and the imperial guards in khaki cloaks rushed forward one after another, densely packed, like boiling water from a spring of heaven.Chu Qiao stood behind Yan Xun, the child's brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes quickly turned slightly. Suddenly, the eight-year-old child suddenly kicked a soldier's calf, leaped up, and grabbed Jian Zhan Flag ropes on the platform.There was a loud bang, and countless black dragon battle flags instantly fell under the sky, covering everyone in it. "Catch him!" Wei Shuyou's face turned blue, and he was the first to get up from under the banner, pointing at Yan Xun who had already run off the stage, and shouted loudly: "The ambitious Yanbei dog, you can't let him run away!"

The soldiers on the Golden Wing Square had already rushed forward at this time, Chu Qiao grabbed the furious young man, frowned, and immediately threw out the saber, with a crisp crackling sound, the blazing elevated braziers beside the Jiuyou Terrace fell one after another, and the charcoal fire It was sprinkled all over the ground, fire oil splashed in all directions, and it burned on the snow all over the ground with a whimper. "Let's go!" the child yelled, grabbed Yan Xun and wanted to flee towards Zhuwu Street, but the young man suddenly had amazing strength, pushed away the child's pull, and flew towards the heavily guarded Jiuyou High Platform go!

"Yan Xun!" The long wind rolled back, the helmet on the child's head suddenly fell, and the black hair danced with the wind, a small face was instantly pale as paper, brows were furrowed and he shouted sharply: "You are crazy! Come back! " All of a sudden, blood was scattered everywhere, and the corpse was in a mess. The young Yan Shizi lived in the Zhenhuang Imperial Capital all year round.But at this moment, looking at the young man's swift and fierce figure like a leopard, looking at the young man's ferocious wolf-like bloodthirsty eyes, even those Western Expedition soldiers who have been scrambling on the battlefield all year round among the dead, drinking and eating meat They couldn't help but feel a chill.

That is a kind of strength, not martial arts, not wisdom, not a brute force that can lift mountains and surpass the world, but a kind of deep-seated hatred, firm belief, and the madness and determination to block people and kill Buddhas! The strong wind howled, the grass broke, and the broken towering ancient trees whined in the wind, like a ghost crying. The young man's black hair covered his eyes, his shoulders were stained with blood, his fur slipped off, his wrists were covered with veins, his eyes were like beasts in a desperate situation, and his hands were holding the blood. Xue Changdao walked up to the Jiuyou High Platform step by step. The soldiers on both sides hesitated and half bowed their waists cautiously.They don't know what's wrong with them. Thousands of imperial elites, facing this crazy-eyed young man, no one dares to move a step. The huge murderous aura permeates the mid-air, attracting the carrion eagles and poisons to circle up and down in the sky. , thinking that there is some gluttonous feast below.

With a soft pop, the young man's feet stepped on the last step. As long as he takes another step forward, he can walk up to Jiuyou. At this moment, Meng Tian's voice was cold and deep: "Is Prince Yan here to test criminals?" Yan Xun raised his head slowly, a drop of blood slowly flowed down his well-defined chin, whether it was someone else's or his own, the young man's voice was deep and hoarse, like a ghost crawling out of hell: "Get out of the way !" "Boom!" A loud noise flashed across the sky. On a brilliant winter day, there was thunder and thunder, and the snow danced everywhere with the strong wind. The young man slowly raised his bloodthirsty sword, pointed at General Mengtian from a distance, and spat out coldly. One word: "Go away!"

There was a muffled bang, and the ghostly general of the empire suddenly leaped into the air, carrying the mighty strength of thousands of troops, and kicked the young man's chest.In an instant, Yan Xun was like a kite with a broken string, blood was sprayed all over the air instantly, the whole body spun in the air, landed on the high stone steps, and immediately rolled to the ground like a gourd! "Yan Xun!" Chu Qiao yelled, her eyes were red and she rushed forward with a knife.Only then did the soldiers react, and immediately surrounded the children.After all, Chu Qiao is small, weak and short, how could she resist the siege of so many people, just a few fights, her arms and thighs were injured in many places, and as soon as her body weakened, she was held up by more than a dozen sharp swords Above the neck, you can't move an inch.

"Yan Xun!" The child screamed, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands were held behind his back, unable to struggle. Time is so fast, yet so quiet, the sound of hunting wind is like a ghost urging to death, raging and galloping in the vast square.Inside and outside Zhenhuang City, the high-ranking people of the empire, nobles, veterans, officials, generals, soldiers, and ordinary people who were watching around the periphery all held their breath and looked up at the blood-stained boy in the pool of blood.As if it had been so long, and as if it was just a moment, the young man lay on the ground, moved his fingers lightly, and then grabbed the snow hard, clenched tightly, climbed up, his eyes were like a stubborn lone wolf, bit by bit , staggered up, his figure swayed slightly, and then leaned on the saber, and walked towards the high platform again step by step.

"Jiuyou is a truly glorious place. If Shizi Yan doesn't explain why he is here, even if he is a prisoner and beheader, he can't step forward. I will ask you again, Shizi Yan is here to test criminals?" The banners were flying in the sky, and there was no sound below. The boy's eyes were as cold as ice, and he stubbornly wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Go away!" There was a bang, and there was another thunder and muffled sound, Yan Xun's body rolled off the stage again following the thunder! "Yan Xun!" The child finally couldn't restrain himself, and shouted like crazy: "You idiot, are you going to die? Come back! Let me go!"

All the sounds in the world seemed to have gone away from him, his ears were roaring and he couldn't hear the slightest sound, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was covered with wounds scratched by dust and rocks, his bloody hands seemed to have just been soaked in a pool of blood When he stepped out, his chest seemed to be severely hammered by a thousand-weight boulder.It seemed that someone was calling him, but he couldn't hear it anymore. His mind was full of Yan Bei's voice. He seemed to have heard his father's hearty laugh and his elder brother's endless nagging. When the third brother and the second sister chased each other with whips, they heard the uncle's Youyuan Shangshen long tune, and the sound of horseshoes of his father's subordinates, those uncles who held him on top of their heads for bullfighting since childhood.

But they gradually walked far away, gradually they couldn't see clearly, the world was pitch black, and countless cold voices shouted in their minds, they were urging in low voices over and over again: "Yan Xun, stand up!" Stand up, stand up, stand up like a man from Yanbei." The sky and the earth were dim, and the sky had no way. Everyone's eyes widened in an instant. They looked at the bloody young man, at the former nobleman of the Celestial Dynasty, and once again got up from the pool of blood, one step, two steps, three steps. Stepping forward, the bloodstains were printed on the black stone steps, reflecting the snow-covered light, which was so dazzling. The iron-blooded soldier gradually frowned. He looked at the young man who staggered up, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to express it, but at the last moment, he still kicked him off the stage. In the crowd, suddenly there was a small cry of weeping slowly, and the sound gradually expanded, and the suppressed cry echoed among the poor people.These untouchables with low status and low bloodlines looked at the noble Empire Square, and finally couldn't bear the sadness in their hearts.Well, he's just a child after all. The lips of the nobles were tightly pursed, and their indifferent eyes were slightly moved. The cold wind blew, and the boy's body was like a lump of mud. He could no longer stand up. Meng Tian, ​​the first marshal of the empire, was superb in martial arts and as powerful as a mountain. He once killed more than 200 people on the Western Desert Plateau by himself. In the Wilderness Cavalry, there are very few people who survived a single punch from him.However, no one knows what kind of power is still supporting him, making him crawl towards Jiuyou little by little with only his blood-stained fingers. Kicking Yan Xun off for the last time, the general frowned, and finally said to the guards on both sides in a deep voice: "There is no need to test again, take him down and execute him!" "General Mengtian!" Wei Shuyou frowned, stood up and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's against the rules for you to do this. How can you be perfunctory when Sheng Jingong ordered him to do an autopsy?" Meng Tian frowned, turned his head, looked at this outstanding young man from the Wei clan, pointed at Yan Xun, and said slowly: "Do you think he can still obey the imperial order?" Who would have thought of making him obey the imperial order? Sheng Jingong's intention was just to find a reasonable reason to kill him.Shang Shen civil chaos, the empire and the Council of Presbyterians put the blame on Yanbei Zhenxi Wang, Zhenxi Wang's family was massacred, but only this one blood was left.Yan Xun has been in the imperial capital for many years, and he has withdrawn from other affairs and cannot be involved in it. The land of Yanbei has been hereditary for generations, and Yan Shicheng is no longer there. Yan Xun's succession is a matter of course, but how can the empire take this risk and let this wolf cub go west?Therefore, this situation was set up, if Yan Xun did not respect the emperor's order, he would be contemptuous of the Shengjin Palace, and he would be disloyal as a minister; if he was obedient, he would be cowardly and incompetent, rebellious and unfilial.In any case, it is a dead end.The empire's move was just to give an explanation to the people of the world and to the vassal kings everywhere, so as to stop Youyou's mouth.Who doesn't know the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty? But this kind of reason cannot be used as a reason to dissuade in broad daylight. Wei Shuyou gritted his teeth, looked at Yan Xun with hatred, and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you afraid that the Holy Majesty and the elders will blame you for doing this, General Meng?" ?” "Blame it or not, I will bear it all, and I don't need you to worry about it." Meng Tian turned around, glanced at the child who was severely suppressed by the crowd, sighed silently, then turned around, and was about to execute him. However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, and Huang Qizheng, as the adjutant of the supervisor, walked forward slowly, half-closed his eyes and said slowly: "General Meng, before coming here, Master Mu He told you, If things change, I will show this to you, the general." Meng Tian took the document, only glanced at it, his complexion suddenly changed, the general stood on the stage for a long time, finally turned his head, looked at Yan Xun heavily, and said slowly: "Sir Yan, please don't be stubborn anymore, Yes or no, you only need to nod your head. They are all your father, brother and relatives, and only you are the most qualified to identify them." Yan Xun's body was pressed to the ground, and he could no longer see that he was the heroic son of Yanbei in the past, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, full of bloodthirsty hatred and murderous aura. Meng Tian looked into the young man's stubborn eyes, finally sighed helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Since Prince Yan disobeyed the order and disrespected it, don't blame me for handling it impartially. Someone, come and drag him up!" "Wait!" The long wind blows back, black clouds billow, a crisp voice suddenly sounds, everyone turns their heads to look, only to hear the crisp sound of horseshoes suddenly coming from the direction of Zijin Gate, a woman in white ferret with watery hair Ma Lai said slowly, word by word: "I'll test it!"